"I do love you, and I just want you so badly. I'll make you return that love more than ever."Her eyebrows went up, so I just bit my tongue and stayed ...ilent. I felt like she was poking at my pussy with a needle, it appeared to be so pleasurable that it was painful as well. I just caressed her head as softly as possible and held firm.'I'm sure that she is going easy on me because I saw her eating that MILF like a pro. She fucked that chick like it was nothing. Oh, you have beautiful brown eyes,. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those green eyes flashing at me – to have that laugh responding to some comment of mine. Then I acknowledged the envy for the foolishness it was and let it fade away.I turned away and looked out the window when I saw her paying for her order. I could clearly see her reflection in the glass but this way she wouldn't see me staring. Then he addressed to Victor, who was sitting in the sofa.“Hey, man… tomorrow we are having a party here. So, you get the beers and some food. You can watch my friends fuck your wife…”My loving husband nodded in silence.“Now babe, you can suck my dick in front of your cuckold man…”I fell on my knees, pulling his black dick out of his trousers; my hungry wet red lips wrapped around his cock head. At the same time, I used my hands to unbutton his jeans, and pull them down, so I could reach his. “Lie down,” said Sonja, gesturing at the lounge chair. I lay down. Suddenly she was on her back across my knees. “Salt first, remember,” instructed Sonja. Obediently I sprinkled salt across her mound. “Now the lime.” My hand was shaking as I squeezed the fruit’s juices onto her pussy. “Don’t forget the best part,” teased Sonja. I poured a liberal dose of tequila across her snatch, and then dove in to lick and suck all of it into my mouth. Sonja stood up, and I thought the adventure was over..